Li Qingyang and the others were already accustomed to running the Hidden Cultivation Technique anytime and anywhere, so their momentum was very ordinary.

On the other hand, the other disciples of the sect who entered the arena did their best to show their strongest side in such a grand event.

It's useless.

Whether it's powerful or not, you can only know if you hit it.

Xiao Sinji had been looking at the disciples of the sect who had entered the sect in the future, until he saw the rough man who had asked for directions before, and his eyes suddenly flashed with strong battle intent!

His instincts told him that this would be a very good opponent.

The rough man also looked over and grinned.

There was no verbal communication between the two, only eye contact.

Jun Changxiao touched his chin and said, "Judging from the introduction, he should be Zhao Dazhuang, a disciple of the Iron Fist Sect." ”

Iron Fist Gate.

A third-rate sect.

They majored in boxing, especially in the shaping of the body.

This disciple named Zhao Dazhuang has the incorruptible body of King Kong, and if he meets his own disciple, he should be able to stage a wonderful battle.

"I'm looking forward to it. Jun Chang smiled.

As the organizers continued to shout out the sect, more and more contestants entered the venue.

"Cut. ”

An arrogant warrior stood lazily on the high platform and said, "It's all rubbish, coming to participate in this kind of competition is nothing more than a waste of time." ”

His name is Proud Warrior.

The young sect master of the Proud Holy Sect.

Don't look at this guy's performance very arrogantly, but he has real materials, and he has broken through to the Martial King a few years ago.

In his words, if he was interested in playing on the elite list, he would have already occupied the top spot on the Tianzi list.

Ao Wushuang looked at a martial artist in the distance and said disdainfully: "Trash." ”

“......”

The corners of Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and the others twitched.

Because this guy standing not far away, the garbage he is talking about, is the night star!

On weekdays, the junior brother never leaves his mouth, but now he is said to be garbage by others.

"You're talking about me?"

Night Star's face darkened.

Ao Wushuang said lightly: "What?

"Click!"

Ye Xingchen clenched his fists and suppressed his voice: "It's best not to meet me, otherwise, I will tear your mouth apart!"

"Hey. ”

Ao Wushuang said: "I don't see it, it's more arrogant than me." ”

The night stars were silent.

With his character, it is impossible to fight useless mouth cannons with a piece of garbage.

Brat.

It's best to pray that you don't meet Bendi, otherwise you won't die!

The major sects entered one after another.

As the finale, it must be five first-class sects.

Although they didn't send the strongest disciples to fight, after they appeared, their momentum still made many contestants feel pressure.

The bigwigs of the various sects on the viewing platform prayed silently in their hearts that when the lottery was drawn, they would not draw first-class sects, otherwise the first round would be cool.

"Cut. ”

Ao Wushuang said disdainfully: "It's still garbage." ”

Even the first-class sect disciples don't let go of their eyes, this guy is really arrogant!

......

The 200 sects participating in the Dragon and Tiger Championship were all in place, and the 5,000 contestants were on the central high platform.

"You should be in a hurry. ”

The Han City Lord said loudly: "So don't talk nonsense, please ask the representatives of the disciples of each sect to come out and draw the first round of opponents!"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"I didn't know that sect would become unlucky, and the opponent would draw a first-class sect in the first round!"

The warriors watching the battle looked intently.

"Senior brother. ”

Lu Qianqian said: "You go." ”

As a senior disciple of the sect, she was supposed to draw opponents on behalf of the Wangu Sect, but because of her personality, she didn't like to show her face.

"Hmm. ”

Li Qingyang got up and walked over.

"Senior brother!"

Su Xiaomo shouted: "You must draw a better opponent!"

When the disciples of the nearby sects heard this, they all laughed.

The fifth-rate sect at the bottom, no matter how you draw it, you will encounter a sect that is stronger than yourself, and what better opponent can you encounter?

They misunderstood.

The better opponent that Su Xiaomo said is not weak, but the overall strength is stronger, so that there is a desire to fight.

"Sect Master. ”

On the viewing platform, Duan Zishou smiled faintly and said, "Your sect disciple had better not draw my Jinhuang Holy Sect." ”

"Really?"

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "Qingyang, be lucky, you must draw the Jinhuang Holy Sect for this seat, and then abuse them into dogs!"

......

"Step!"

Li Qingyang stood on the drawing table.

It was a boxy box, with only a hole for the palm to stick into, and there were many sect brands in it, and one of them was the first-round opponent.

"Whew-"

Li Qingyang took a deep breath.

If you catch it yourself, you will decide the opponent of the sect.

It's okay to draw a fourth-rate, but it's depressing to draw a first-class sect.

Mr. Li, the pressure is huge.

More pressure than him, there is also Yi Tianxing, who is in the Heavenly Oracle King City, and at this time, his heart is in his throat!

In the previous dragon and tiger hegemony, the sects sent were absolutely black to the extreme in the lottery.

For example, the last session.

The opponent drawn was a second-rate sect and was eliminated in the first round.

For example, the last session.

Although the opponent drawn was a fourth-rate sect, it was from Zhongzun Prefecture, and it was eliminated in the first round.

"Heaven forbid!"

Yi Tianxing secretly prayed: "You must draw a fourth-rate sect from other states!"

"Brush!"

Li Qingyang raised his hand and reached into the extraction box.

There are pieces of tokens inside, and there are prohibitions on them, so you can't use your spiritual thoughts to spy on what is written.

"Brush!"

Li Qingyang quickly withdrew his hand.

The process was very short, and Yi Tianxing subconsciously closed his eyes.

Don't dare to look!

"The opponent of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is ————" At this moment, the strong voice of the Han City Lord came from the formation light curtain: "Dayan Holy Sect!"

"Poof!"

Yi Tianxing fell directly to the ground, and said in despair: "One ...... First-class sect!"

"It's over, it's over!"

Mu Changhong collapsed and said: "Five first-class sects have been drawn, that kid must not have washed his hands when he went to the toilet!"

Qingyang County, which was originally very lively, instantly became extremely quiet after the Han City Lord shouted the name of the first-class sect.

"This luck ......"

Ma Yunteng covered his head and said, "No one!"

The bigwigs of the various sects who were in the Dragon Arc Tournament venue were also extremely frustrated, after all, they didn't draw themselves to be the first-round opponents.

"This newly rising sect has actually drawn the Great Yan Holy Sect!"

"No play, no play!"

"Southwest Yangzhou still can't change its fate, and it's out of the first round. ”

Everyone immediately became hotly discussed.

Among them, there were many martial artists who were optimistic that the Wangu Sect would become a dark horse, and they shook their heads helplessly and sighed.

These top three sects, if they encounter fourth-rate sects in other states, they may be able to advance, but if they encounter first-class sects in the first round, they will definitely be cool!

Time.

The audience was all locked on Li Qingyang, and even the image formation was given a close-up.

Directly drawn to the first-class sect, this guy's luck is really good.

"Hey. ”

Li Qingyang shook his head, then turned around, looked at the same door with a helpless look, and said, "I did my best." ”

"Click————"

Xiao Sinji, Su Xiaomo and the others shook their heads and clenched their fists, grinning: "This is exciting!"

Are they laughing?

The audience's eyes widened.

The first round was drawn to a first-class sect, according to the previous plot, shouldn't cry, shouldn't despair?

Duan Zishou was also stunned.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was laughter from the side.

Duan Zishou hurriedly turned his head to look over, and saw Jun Chang smiling leaning on the chair with his legs crossed, covering his face with one hand, and letting out a strange laugh: "The first round of battle against the first-class sect is really exciting!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect are crazy, and the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is also crazy!

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